Page 60 of Storm of Summer (Wild Haven 3)

I slide my hand up her body, cupping her breast and pinching her nipple through the shirt while she rides me. My hand keeps traveling up until I’m clutching the back of her neck, my thumb on her jaw. I pull her head toward me and kiss her with the devotion of a priest worshiping their god.

Zara cries out, my name on her tongue as we break our kiss. Fuck, she’s incredible.

Her hands lift my shirt, tearing it off me and throwing it away so she can touch my skin. They skim over my shoulders, my chest, down the planes of my stomach. Damn, I love how she touches me like she can’t get enough. It’s exactly how I feel about her. There will never be enough kisses, never enough time spent buried inside her. Not with this woman.

“Rhys, I’m close. So close,” Zara pleads, riding me faster, slamming her body down onto mine. I grab her hips, fingers pressing hard enough that I’m sure I’ll leave bruises, but I can’t help it. I want to hold her tight and never let go.

I guide her movements, controlling the drag of her hips as her arousal coats my cock. Fuck me. I’m going to explode. I thrust up from beneath her and Zara throws her head back, screaming my name as she comes all over my dick. With one more thrust, I join her, unable to hold back from the pleasure she wrings from me.

We stay there, locked together, Zara draped in my arms, head pressed into the crook of my neck. Her breaths wash over my skin, and I swear to fucking God, I’m getting hard again.

“I want to fuck you again, but I’m starting to get pissed off that I might not remember this. And we’re really hoping that I don’t remember any of this, right?” Because that’s the goal if Zara goes into Colton’s dreams. We don’t want him to remember what she asks him.

“I’ll remind you once we wake up.”

“Fuck me. Let’s wake up right now,” I groan, shifting my hips. Zara laughs and I hug her close. I’m so fucking gone for this girl.

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